Anyone been in these wise ol' man moments? I'm talking 'bout when you go home from a game or somethin' and your favorite team lost or somethin' you. Well that just happened. Me and my crew been walkin' home after a b-ball game and,go in a subway. We a bit sad though, but that okay because our team always lose or somethin' yo (But we playin' against a carpentry school so we beatin' up nerds next time). Next thing you know, after we walk in, a wise O'G' ask us what game we play. B-ball my friend say. I told him we lost 1:2 ratio, but better luck next time. He teach my friend what our team need. Like a coach. The ol' man been teaching position, get what player, and some all that b-ball pro stuff. Wise ol' man right there. He was all cool, mellow, and all that nice stuff. Man, nothin' better than meeting a wise ol' man after a shit game o' b-ball. The guys African tho. You thought some oriental guy? Maybe in paddle-ball in somethin' but yo this is Queens. Shout out to Astoria.
Anyone ever have this wise old man moments like I did?
